O WEARY days of hope deferred!
O weary days of endless June!
Sweet-bitter days in which is heard
The joyful note of joyful bird,
And the wind sings a softer tune.
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No weariness their grief hath stirred;
No weary days of hope deferred,
No weary days of endless June.
But yet methinks my soul has heard
A promise sweet that I full soon
Shall see the end of hope deferred,
Shall see the end of endless June.
E. C. P.
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